Tag: Looking
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Things On The Ground
I always say look up, look down, look all around. You never know what you’ll see. In this case I looked almost straight ahead seeking the long view. I saw these clumps off stuff, storm leavings, all over what is a former basketball court. More about that tomorrow. The stuff in this picture are all…
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A Long Way From Anywhere
T oday is a little nostalgic. I’m not sure why. Maybe I’m longing for a different time, a past time. A more peaceful time when people didn’t get shot attending a holiday parade or going to school, a time when children didn’t know how to hide from a gunman with some kind of semi-automatic AR-15.…
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In A Daydream
No time for my project in the last couple of days so I’ll show you some of the pictures that I’ve been making on simple walks, some with the all seeing dog and some by myself. After all, we all need a little solitude. Besides, the all seeing dog is starting to show her age.…
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Mystifies Me
This is what I saw. Just before dusk. The football team — The Saints — were in the middle of a playoff game. The dog who sees things doesn’t care about football. She only knows what she knows. Like, “I need to go outside and you’d better take me.” Not being the greatest football fan,…
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We Are All Photographers Now
See what I mean? Look at all those people taking pictures. There are six smartphones that I can count and I think a see a seventh hiding behind the blue umbrella. That’s a lot of pictures made in just a few minutes. That’s a lot of uploads to these folks’ favorite social media. That explains…
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Seeing Stuff
Seeing. Pictures are everywhere. Just look around. These are dog walking pictures. They are fine. Seeing is seeing. And, I don’t seem to do much else these days. So, I might as well do the best with what I have. The dogs are pretty good about it. When they see me stop to take a…
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Looking at You
I need to get out more. I made the portrait before I returned to New Orleans. I was back for a visit when I ran into this guy on the street in The French Quarter. He’s an old friend. We had a coffee and went our own ways. I thought, at the time, that it…